A typical 13,800 volt power distribution line in the United States is not insulated. When a crane boom touches one, the electriccurrent can travel unimpeded down the boom, through the crane, through the operator's body, and into the ground. And 13,800 volt power lines can deliver a lot of electric current. The operator is usually killed immediately.

Unfortunately, the ground resistance under the crane is usually high enough that insufficient current is generated to trip the power distribution circuit breakers. This means that the power line remains live and electrically hot, and creates a very dangerous situation for everyone else. Not only is the crane itself dangerous to touch, but the ground immediately around the crane becomes dangerous to walk on.

Because the crane is grounding a power line, the ground immediately underneath the crane rises to several thousand volts. Because of the resistance of the ground, this voltage drops off sharply with distance in a radius around the crane. There can be a potential difference in the ground of several hundred volts from some point near the crane to a point a mere three feet closer to it.

It is human nature to want to help people in trouble, so the crane operator's coworkers will rush to his rescue. The fact that the ground is electrically hot is completely invisible and not intuitively obvious. When someone approaches the crane, one foot can be at a spot on the ground that is at a higher voltage potential than the other foot. This will cause an electric current to travel up one leg and down the other, injuring or even killing the person.

The best thing to do if a crane has touched a power line is to stay far away from it. Keep other people away from it as well, they probably won't know the ground is dangerous to walk on. Do not attempt to save the crane operator. Have someone call the electric company and get the power to the line shut off. The company will also send a team over to safely remove the crane from the power line.

One hundred and fifteen thousand pounds of steel
counterbalanced by blocks of concrete the size of minivans
And lifted two hundred feet in the air, bolted to an incomplete
latticework of iron and more steel and more concrete that,
over time, shrinks down to nothing under the glare of one man,
a lever in each hand and a sandwich stowed under his seat,
Turning in circles so small it's like he's not moving at all.

One hundred and fifteen thousand pounds of steel with a dead man
at the controls, rotating slowly through the night as the lights atop theWashington Monument pulse a slow, deep red, a warning to fliers everywhere.